Last night we were graced with the presence of dogs, about eight or nine. It was hard to say exactly how many there were because every time you looked around you there was another one lurking, with slightly different markings to the last. These little treasures, who were all rescued strays, began howling like wolves at 05:00 this morning. Sweet of them...
Paul warned us that the border crossing into Tanzania could take some time as he had to go through four different border controls with the truck. We must be extra fortunate on this trip as we sailed through and were all done in 30 minutes. And it's difficult to believe there is only one more border crossing to do on our African tour, the transit through Kenya, as we have crossed so many borders in the first half of the tour although, granted, some of those crossings were at the same point, at Kasane in Botwana and the Namibian border when we went down the Chobe river to Sikoma Island.
We had another lunch by the side of the road and a bush toilet, shortly followed by a description of a black mamba snake spotted just 20 minutes earlier on the same road. Thankfully the tale came after my trip to a tree and that particular snake was very dead.
We camp the night at Kisolanza Farm which has a cute bar with tiny little wicker stools so the act of sitting is more of an act of squatting and whilst enjoying a Kilimanjaro beer we listened to another tale about how another Drifters truck had been done over along this stretch of road just a couple of weeks back. Nice.
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